Not if I rush into your bedroom like my throbbing **** is demanding! I'm sort of hoping to build up to one great "OMG THANK YOU DARLING" blast!! If you want bystanders ... um ... it's a beautiful day - I'd love to go dogging at the park ... in the shelter where we probably won't be seen.

:) Well then - I'm glad! Did you know that I've saved up for several days and after all those BJ's yesterday, um... I'm sure I have plenty for you! Do you have any ideas about what you'd like to do with my "savings"?

Thank you my dear. You are lovely and very fun! I do hope you enjoyed yourself as much as I. :) I’m sure the crowd in the room was pleased to see your lovely naked body enjoying itself and finding its pleasure! Shall we have a quick kiss before I go and find my lovely wife … :) or will a handshake actually be more fun?

Your legs spread, and again I find myself drawn to the beautiful plaything that is her zone of delight. It’s looking loose and used and more beautiful than when we started. Your knees are bent, so your soft thighs press against me as I lovingly lap your *****. Circles and strokes – soon our juices are clean and you begin to build again. It’s hot button time and my tongue goes to work on your ****. Gentle, playful circles and strokes. As a clitoral ****** again begins to build, my fingers slip into your gaping ***** and I find that lovely rough patch, just behind the opening. Slight, but definite pressure on both sides of the **** and soon your juices and ******* have built beyond your limit. Your moans are no longer controlled at all – they’re screams and curses. Your hips rock wildly as the multiple ****** rocks and wrecks your body. Such a lovely young body! Writhing and rocking with uncontrolled ******. Nipples rock hard, you’ve pinched them beyond any time before. Finally, your ****** sweeps from head to toe and your thighs crush my head in the lovers’ embrace. You powerfully hold me in place as you finish yourself on my tongue.

“Can you stand a bit more?” I ask in a voice that is still breathless from ******. “I’d like to clean up the mess we’ve made.” My tongue (greedy bugger that tongue still wants more) – runs quickly along my lips letting you know that I want to clean your soaked and cummy *****.

As she screams “**** ME”, my **** has swollen to its maximum. Though my tongue and face must now suffer the disappointment of distancing itself from her pleasure box that has thrilled them, my manhood is ready. My hand take her by the right hip and quickly roll her onto her tummy. Her knees bend and her ***** is up and ready. It’s still dripping juice and saliva, so the moment the hot head of my **** begins to press the folds of that hot **** – it is swallowed in an instant thrust from her. Sugartits releases a deep moan as she impales herself on all of me and instantly. Firmly holding her hips, I drive in and out – a jackhammer of passion. Those lovely breasts swing wildly with the banging and she drives back and forth, more and harder. The headrushes and ******* that can only accompany a strong doggie style **** – wrack her body. “My head is rushing!” she screams as another ****** causes hotter and fresher juice to pour. “Oh God – Go on!” breathless now – and at the mercy of the ramming ****, Sugartits collapses to the bed under the weight of the largest ****** yet. “I’m *******” we scream together and in a heap on the bed orgasmic delights run through us.

She has lifted her *** off of the bed to assist me in removing her jeans. I manage to slide them to her knees before I can’t resist the incredible sight of her wet panties and my mouth presses against them to enjoy her smell and juice. As her voice moves for soft gasps to louder lost in lust moans – the panties and jeans are quickly and roughly pulled from her and my mouth find the delight of her ***** lips. Juices have been building within and I am treated to a quick gush of ***. My tongue dives into her hole lapping and looking for more. Her hips thrust into my face as she tries to get more of me into her. The first ****** rushes through her body … does she want more?

My hands are a bit too needy at first, but with a quick word and instruction, the strong young woman corrects the over eagerness… She begins to enjoy them and moans softly as my lips meet her nipple. The suction is firm, wet and tense. Her young nipples are fresh and hard now. The electricity of pressures and pleasures rush straight from nipple to mind to ****. Her hips begin to press her dripping ***** into my leg and soon she has made it clear … it is time for my lips to move downward. Her juices are hot and they need to be enjoyed. My fingers find the button on her jeans. She gasps, knowing that in a few moments, she may have the skilled and selfless tongue of an older man – relishing and loving her secret folds. As my fingers begin to undo the button and slide the zipper down – the beautiful dream beneath me must decide … <strong>shall we go on</strong>?

There are several people watching from the doorway and in the room, and her hot body has begun to glisten as she realizes she will be mine for the night and for those that would enjoy watching her pleasure. My hands fit firmly into the small of her back and after a deep hug and another passionate kiss, my fingers begin the electrifying moment of any first encounter – the buttons of this gorgeous woman’s shirt. One button and I gasp with delight – her skin is so smooth and soft looking. Soon, my hands will tremble as they rub that milky skin and delight in the heat of her flesh … but more buttons must be undone. Quickly deftly they are done. The beautiful breasts invite me – shall I remove the last la<x>yer and drive my passion for lovely ****?

My heart races wildly as the luscious Sugartits has set her eyes on me. She takes my hand and draws me into the bedroom where she begins to dance and let her hot body writhe for me. Her dance is uninhibited and drives me wild. She raises her arms and twists her body. Her hands dance along the sides of my face, across my shoulders and by my ribs. She turns away and moves into me backwards. The round mound has found my stiffening manhood and she gyrates just enough to ensure it stays stiff. She spins quickly and lightly wraps her arms around my neck. Her face moves toward mine, will I get a kiss? No, a quick brush of lips across my lips and she is behind me in a wink. Her hands have wrapped around my chest and she is rubbing. I can feel her breasts dancing across my back and hear her laugh as I feel her warm breath rush to meet my neck. Suddenly, a firm grip takes my wrist; I am spun and hugged deeply. Her mouth reaches mine in a passionate kiss. Its depth is sudden and over too quickly, leaving me breathless, and desperate for more. <strong>Does she desire more</strong>?